The Bailey Crisis

I have this sneaking suspicion, that there are people in this world that are simply addicted to a Crisis.      Life can be rolling along rather smoothly and with out incident and that’s simply not going to cut it.

That is when it is time to invent a crisis and/ or a hard ship.  And this is not a new theory invented by me, I think I read it or heard it somewhere.   I honestly think there are people who are in perfectly fine relationships and they just stir the pot because they like crisis. Or maybe they are truly unhappy and the crisis of a break up or a fatal argument is just that much more attractive than staying in a “comfortable” relationship.

I just finished reading “Until I Find You” by John Irving and much of the them of this book is the cleansing that comes with forgiveness. And maybe people are inclined to be in the crisis made and I guess we should forgive them for that.

Bailey the Cat had a live mouse she was teasing. It was very much alive. Her way of inventing a crisis I guess.  Well to make a long story short, I rescued the mouse. I doubt the mouse will forgive the Cat.  As for the Cat, If I bring it up her response would be.

What mouse.
Seven o clock is way too early to wake up when you have the tendency to stay up way too late and if I were to write this at0 1130 at night I would not ever remember that I stayed up way too late last night.

7 -The morning dash to get everybody out the door, fed, happy and luckily dressed. This includes remembering lunches that were packed the previous day.

Mornings Become Eclectic – Spend the morning working on technical problems that I have not done in ages and guess what. it is as exciting as it used to be.

AfterNoons Become Meeting Filled –The mundane silly inane part of the day where meetings after meetings happen. I hate meetings to the core.

AfterNoon Racquetball –The opening of the new season and a wonderful working respite in the day.  For some reason today I feel like winning, but the competition will be nice.

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